Here goes nothing . . .

Right now I am filled with a whole lot of admiration for every single person who ever had the guts to climb out on a shaky limb and give their dream a shot.  Tomorrow I’m going to a conference where I have an appointment to pitch to an agent.  I’ve never done this before.  (Actually, I have.  But we’ll just pretend that other time didn’t happen.)  This is the first time I’ve ever ventured out and tried to market my story.  

This is a lot scarier than I bothered to imagine, mostly because it makes everything that I’ve been doing REAL.  I’ve been taking serious strides toward this for over a year.  It takes a lot of striding in order to create a novel.  But you can baby-step it, one word at a time.  Tomorrow is a giant leap.  I’d like to imagine that I have the well-wishes of all the world’s giant leapers.  Even if I don’t, I’m just going to pretend that I do.   

And so, dear reader who is so kind to read my blog, if you are pondering taking a giant leap for yourself, know that you have all my best wishes.  


Your Fellow Giant Leaper